Wanjie Hotel: Iron Man is not allowed to charge

Chapter 313 Is there Mai Shiranui in Street Fighter too? (8K votes requested, please vote for me)
"This is your office?"

After Peggy Carter entered Wen Ming's office, she looked around and then sat down elegantly on the sofa: "You're still as clean as ever."

Wen Ming was taken aback. He looked at Peggy, his powerful mental energy trying to see what was going on. Peggy Carter suddenly looked at 2B and A2 beside her: "2B, A2, please wait outside. I have something I want to say to Wen Ming alone."

2B and A2 were a little confused. They could tell that Peggy knew them well, but the problem was that they were meeting for the first time.

"You guys go out first."

Wen Ming waved his hand, and 2B and A2 immediately went out.

Peggy then looked at Wen Ming: "Please turn the security here to the highest level. I don't want anyone to see what's going to happen next."

Wen Ming did not refuse, but snapped his fingers, and the office windows were immediately covered by steel plates, and the lights in the room were turned on at the same time.

“No one can overhear what we’re saying,” Wenming reassured Peggy.

Peggy shook her head: "Blue Queen."

Wen Ming was taken aback, and then Qing Hou floated out from Wen Ming's watch: "Hello, Peggy."

Peggy smiled, stood up, and shook hands with the Queen, but still politely said, "Please help me keep watch outside."

Empress Qing shook her head and walked out of the office.

Once everyone else was in the office, Peggy suddenly scratched her face.

Wen Ming was immediately dumbfounded.

"This this……"

Peggy smiled slightly: "Surprised?"

Looking at the stunning Agent Carter before him, Wen Ming's mind raced, and he quickly guessed a fact: "I went back in time and brought you the Super Soldier Serum? No, there must have been a Mu Star Pearl as well."

Peggy smiled and walked up to Wen Ming, slowly sitting down: "What you brought me is more than just the Super Soldier Serum and the Mu Star Pearl."

Wen Ming was so shocked by this fact that he was at a loss for what to do and didn't even know where to put his hands.

Peggy grabbed his hand: "To avoid affecting the timeline, I can't tell you what happened, but you should be able to guess everything."

I didn't want to come at this time, because it's not my time to 'die naturally' yet, but Steve is confused right now, so I had to come in person to ask you for help in persuading him.

I don't want him to create another me. It's enough that I'm sisters with Carter from Universe 838, even though I know you love twins the most.

Wen Ming lowered his head, feeling a little suffocated, and took a deep breath: "I understand, but once Steve has made up his mind, he won't change it, and no one can change his mind."

“I know, that’s why I didn’t let you say much just now. You just need to show up, and he will understand what I mean.”

Peggy sighed deeply: "I didn't want to either, but the problem is that if we go back in time, he fell in love with both me and not me."

He recently saw Carter from Universe 838, and his eyes were acting strange. Carter told me that he had tried to ask her out for drinks several times, but she had refused each time.

Wen Ming couldn't help but laugh and said, "He will kiss Sharon in the future."

Upon hearing Sharon's name, Peggy hummed softly, "Sharon, you're from... um, I can't say anymore, well, let's talk about something else."

Time is limited, we need to be quick, quick, quick!

……

Sharon wandered around the hotel for several hours, even becoming good friends with Jamie, before finally meeting Aunt Peggy.

She keenly noticed that Aunt Peggy's clothes had been changed.

However, she didn't say anything, but instead took Peggy Carter's arm and helped her back to the Marvel Universe.

After the two left, Peggy pulled Wen Ming back to her room and said, "Sharon is a very smart girl."

"We'll visit them often from now on, and if there are any group reinforcement missions, you'll personally bring them over."

Wen Ming gave her some serious instructions, and Peggy nodded, looking up at him: "When have I ever made a mistake in the things you ask me to do? And you know how tight-lipped I am."

Wen Ming grabbed her hair tightly: "I don't believe it. Let me test whether it leaks air or not."

Peggy couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Hurry up, um, I still need to go and deal with the Winter Soldier matter with Natasha."

"Okay! I'll speed things up!"

……

Chunli linked arms with her father, Tong Mao, and the two, dressed in comfortable casual clothes, walked down the alley in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The joy of having just sent Sagat to prison was still lingering in her mind, and she was already planning what kind of feast to have to celebrate that night.

"Dad, I want to eat hot pot," Chunli said with a smile, her eyes and brows showing a long-lost sense of ease.

Tong Mao patted his daughter's hand affectionately: "Okay, let's go eat at your favorite place... Who is it!?"

His words stopped abruptly.

Almost simultaneously, the father and daughter froze. Their instincts, honed through years of martial arts training, allowed them to sense the pervasive danger in the air.

"Shuashuashua——"

A dozen figures descended from the alleyway and rooftops like ghosts, instantly surrounding them.

These people were all dressed in uniform dark blue camouflage, and they were all young women. The submachine guns they held gleamed with a cold metallic luster in the setting sun, and without exception, the muzzles were pointed at the vital points of the father and daughter.

The air froze instantly.

"Who are you? Do you know what the charges are for assaulting a police officer and illegal possession of firearms?"

Chunli suppressed her shock and shouted sharply.

Her eyes quickly scanned her surroundings, her mind racing, calculating the possibilities of breaking out—if she could instantly seize the nearest person's gun to use as a hostage…

She took a slight step, about to make a move, when a warm and strong hand gripped her wrist tightly.

"Don't mess around."

Tong Mao's voice was unusually calm, but the force behind it was undeniable.

His gaze was deep, and he had already discerned the unusual nature of these people—their eyes were cold and focused, their movements were perfectly synchronized, their breathing was so faint as to be almost imperceptible, and their hands holding guns were as steady as rocks. They were a group of meticulously trained killing machines.

"Very good, you are very smart."

The blonde woman at the head of the group stepped forward, pointing her submachine gun at Tong Mao's head, her voice icy and devoid of any emotion: "Come with us yourself, and we won't hurt your daughter."

Otherwise, you will both die.

"Impossible!" Chunli was furious and struggled to shield her father behind her. But her father's hands were like iron clamps, unmoving, holding her firmly in place.

“I agree,” Tong Mao said without hesitation, his voice so steady it was heartbreaking.

"father!"

Chunli's tears welled up instantly. She cried out and tried desperately to break free from her father's grasp, but Tong Mao stopped her with a stern look in his eyes. In those eyes were admonition, reluctance, and even more so, a deep resolve.

Tong Mao slowly raised his hands and walked steadily toward the other person, each step feeling as if he were stepping on Chun Li's heart.

“You’d better not try anything funny.” The blonde woman was extremely vigilant, maintaining a safe distance at all times, her gun steadily pointed at Tong Mao’s forehead. “You know, we have countless ways to make your daughter wish she were dead.”

The other party's caution completely shattered the last glimmer of hope in Tong Mao's eyes that he might try to negotiate.

This is a group of professional killers.

He obediently knelt on the ground, his hands behind his back, allowing the other party to put a heavy black hood, cold handcuffs, and shackles on him.

"No...no...Daddy!"

Chunli watched helplessly as her father knelt on the ground, humiliated. Tears blurred her vision, and an overwhelming sense of powerlessness almost overwhelmed her.

She hated herself! She hated herself for not working harder in the past, for not having enough power to turn the tide at this moment!

She prayed frantically in her heart, begging for a slim chance of a miracle.

Who can save my dad?
Even though she knew it was impossible, she kept praying, hoping for a miracle.

However, when she saw her father being roughly lifted up like cargo and thrown into a black limousine that seemed to devour all light, the light in her eyes dimmed along with the setting sun.

Miracles... how could that be possible?
Yes, there are no miracles in the world!

"Puff-"

Chunli's knees buckled, and she collapsed to the ground, large tears mingling with the dust, leaving dark stains on the ground.

Endless regret and anger burned in her heart. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms.

Yingluo... This enmity is irreconcilable!
One day, I will make you pay a thousand times the price!

"Boom!"

Just as Chunli was filled with despair, a dull thud suddenly rang out.

She was stunned.

Then came more and more frequent "thump-thump" sounds, like dominoes being toppled.

Chunli raised her head blankly, and through her tear-filled eyes, she saw a scene that she could hardly believe—the dozen or so well-trained, armed girls in blue uniforms had all collapsed to the ground without warning, motionless.

A tremendous surprise surged through her body like an electric current!

A voice inside me was screaming wildly.

A miracle... a miracle really happened?!
She turned her head sharply, following her intuition to look at the end of the alley.

In the blood-red glow of the setting sun, a man of unusually tall stature stood silently.

The backlighting accentuated his mountain-like, steady silhouette, as if he were walking out of the sunset, exuding an indescribable, heart-pounding sense of oppression.

A radiance spread out behind him, as if draping him in a golden battle armor.

This scene, like an eternal mark, is deeply etched into Chun-Li's soul, unforgettable for a lifetime.

Hello, Chun-Li.

The figure moved, stepping slowly in the shattered afterglow of the setting sun, towards Chun-Li, who was still kneeling on the ground.

He ignored the fallen assassins, simply leaning down slightly and extending a hand to Chun-Li.

That hand had distinct knuckles, and was steady and powerful.

His voice was deep and gentle, with a strange, soothing power.

Almost instinctively, Chunli placed her tear-stained and dust-covered hands into his palm. A warm and firm strength came through her, and she was steadily lifted up.

"I'm sorry I'm late, I'm sorry to have startled you," he said sincerely.

"Oh no, it's nothing."

Chunli hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeve, her heart pounding wildly, and her words lost their usual composure: "Thank you, thank you, Mr. Wang. I... I'm so surprised, I never expected it to be you..."

The mysterious man named Wang San had once again entered her world, and this time as a savior. Chunli felt like she was living in a fairy tale.

Wen Ming smiled slightly, a smile that seemed to dispel the lingering murderous aura around him.

"Let's save your father first."

These words instantly enlightened Chun-Li.

She gasped and immediately lunged at the black limousine.

Inside the car, her father, Tong Mao, was still bound by a hood and shackles. Chun Li hurriedly pulled off the hood, revealing her father's resolute but slightly pale face.

"father!"

She tried to tear the steel handcuffs off with her bare hands, but even with all her might, the metal only made a teeth-grinding scraping sound and didn't budge.

"Give."

Just as she was getting anxious, a key was handed to her at the perfect moment.

"Thank you!" Chunli was overjoyed and gratefully accepted the gift, quickly untying all her father's restraints. "Dad, are you alright? Did they hurt you?"

"I am fine."

Tong Mao stretched his stiff wrists, but his gaze went past his daughter's shoulder and locked onto Wen Ming, who was standing behind her.

He remained silent for a moment, his eyes sharp as an eagle, then suddenly spoke in a deep voice: "Mr. Wang, what is your purpose in going to such lengths to direct and act out this 'hero saves the beauty' drama?"

Chunli, who was brushing the dust off her father, was stunned by what she heard. Her cheeks then turned bright red with anger and embarrassment.

"Dad! How can you say that! Mr. Wang is our benefactor!"

Tong Mao stepped off the car, stood up straight, pointed at the dozen or so blue-clad girls lying haphazardly on the ground, and said in a cold tone: "Such well-trained and well-equipped assassins were simultaneously and silently subdued in an instant, without even a shred of effective resistance."

Chun-Li, use your knowledge from criminal investigation to analyze this. Is this normal? This looks more like a pre-arranged scene from a movie!
Do you usually pay attention in class?

Chunli was both anxious and angry, her voice trembling with tears: "Dad! Can't you believe that kindness and coincidence still exist in this world?"

Yes, our work has shown us the darkness, but that doesn't mean the light has disappeared!

Tong Mao shook his head, his gaze still fixed on Wen Ming's deep eyes, as if trying to see the truth within them: "Tell me, what is your real goal?"

Chunli looked at Wenming apologetically, only to see Wenming return her with a gentle and somewhat comforting smile, as if to say, "It's okay."

This put her at ease, but her cheeks involuntarily flushed.

He... cares about my feelings.

Just then, Wen Ming raised his hand and snapped his fingers crisply.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Four figures descended from the sky like ghosts, landing lightly around them.

They were four women with distinct personalities: 2B was as cold as ice, A2 was wild and unruly, Raven was calm and capable, and the last one was none other than Cammy, a former Shadow agent who had now regained her freedom!
With lightning speed and perfect coordination, they quickly stacked the twelve unconscious girls in blue together and then carried them in their hands.

Seeing how easily the four girls in blue clothes were lifted up, Tong Mao was shocked by their strength.

“You guessed right.” Wen Ming finally spoke again, confirming Tong Mao’s guess. Tong Mao’s face showed an expression of “I knew it.”

Chunli looked at Wenming in astonishment, the warmth that had just risen in her heart instantly replaced by cold suspicion—could it be that I really misjudged him? Was all of this really just a setup?
Cammy stepped forward, looked at Chun-Li, and explained with a complicated expression: "Chun-Li, these twelve girls, like me, are all 'killing machines' controlled by Shadow Luo through brainwashing."

The mission to capture Mr. Tong Mao was originally mine, but I was redeemed by my boss, and then my boss was entrusted by me to rescue them.

Tong Mao was taken aback: "You're here to rescue them?"

Mystique Raven chuckled, "Indeed, in terms of priority, saving you is a 'side-by' objective."

Tong Mao was stunned, and then his face turned red.

Chun-Li's expression also became complicated, but, incidentally?

However, she soon saw Raven winking at her, which instantly dispelled her disappointment.

She said that on purpose.

His father didn't believe him, so this woman wanted to stand up for him.

He must have come specifically to save me!

Wen Ming smiled slightly at the father and daughter and nodded in farewell: "Mission accomplished, farewell."

Before he finished speaking, he moved and soared into the sky, his posture as graceful as an immortal.

2B, A2, Raven, and Cammy followed closely behind, carrying 12 girls in blue, and rushed up into the clouds.

Tong Mao and Chun Li subconsciously looked up and saw a strangely shaped "white cloud" hovering in the sky, with Wen Ming lightly landing on it.

There seemed to be several figures standing on the "clouds," but their faces were difficult to discern in the darkening sky.

"Whoosh-!"

After catching Wen Ming, the "white cloud" instantly transformed into a blurry white streak, disappearing into the horizon at an astonishing speed, leaving only a trail of dissipating cloud in the sky.

Chunli looked up at the empty sky, her heart filled with indescribable melancholy and loss, as if she had just touched a beautiful dream, only to wake up in the blink of an eye.

Tong Mao snorted, his tone carrying a hint of knowing-it-all: "Playing tricks, he's definitely doing this on purpose to get your attention."

"Yes! He did it on purpose! It was all on purpose!"

Chunli suddenly shouted out loud without warning, her voice filled with grievance, anger, and a kind of irritability that she herself did not understand.

She turned around abruptly and walked quickly towards home without looking back.

Tong Mao paused for a moment, then quickly caught up, his tone softening: "Chun Li, don't be angry. Didn't we agree to go out for hot pot tonight to celebrate?"

"You can eat by yourself!"

Chunli shouted without turning her head, quickening her pace and leaving her father with only an angry back view.

……

"thank you boss!"

At high altitudes, the airflow is stable.

Cammy stood on the somersault cloud, gazing at the twelve unconscious girls in blue neatly arranged on it, a complex and unfathomable light flashing in her eyes.

Those innocent yet cold faces stirred up her long-buried memories.

She couldn't remember exactly how many girls she had trained with initially.

one hundred?
one thousand?
Maybe more.

The underlying tone of memory is gray.

All she remembers are those endless days and nights, when countless girls of similar age were numbered and kept like objects.

Day after day, they mechanically honed their physical fitness and skills in killing. The recoil of the guns left their tender shoulders bruised and purple, and the sound of bones breaking during combat sparring was clearly audible.

But that's not the worst part.

The cruelest part is that every now and then, they are forcibly injected with those enhancement drugs of unknown composition.

Their bodies seemed to be torn apart and then reassembled; the intense pain caused many of their companions to close their eyes forever amidst screams.

Some couldn't withstand the limits of physical training and collapsed silently, like discarded rag dolls.

More often than not, the intense reaction to the drug caused the body to collapse from the inside out, twisting and mutating... That scene remains a nightmare that Cammy can never shake off.

But all this cruelty is just for that final, inhumane "selection".

When they finally survived more than a decade of hellish training, what awaited them was not liberation, but being thrown into a vast and primeval forest.

The command was cold and simple—a free-for-all! In the end, only 13 people could emerge.

It was a massacre in which people killed each other.

Companions who may have once kept each other warm and secretly shared food have become enemies who must be killed, driven by the instinct for survival and implanted commands.

Cammy couldn't remember how many familiar figures she had killed. Her memories were blurred by blood and the will to survive. In the end, all that remained were the twelve other young faces, also covered in blood and with empty, bewildered eyes, when she walked out of the forest.

And then... her memories were wiped clean, like a cassette tape that had been wiped clean. She became Shadow Luo's sharpest knife, Vega's most loyal puppet, and the infamous killer bee!

"If it weren't for the boss asking Professor X to help me regain my memories..." Cammy murmured, her voice trembling with lingering fear, "I might have always been that 'killer bee' without a past, without a self."

She paused, a deeper fear flashing in her eyes: "And if Vega hadn't later discovered Ron and found a more perfect 'body'... I'm afraid I would have already..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but the chill she exuded was palpable to Raven standing beside her.

Because she also suffered a similar childhood.

But now everything has changed!

Raven put her arm around Cammy's shoulder tightly, pulling her back to reality from her painful memories. Pointing to Wen Ming, who stood with his hands behind his back gazing at the sea of ​​clouds, she said firmly and hopefully, "See? With the boss here, the shackles of the past have been broken, and the future... everything will be alright!"

Jamie followed her gaze and looked at Wen Ming's back, which wasn't particularly broad but seemed to support the entire sky, and nodded heavily.

"Ok!"

The tears welling in her eyes, illuminated by the setting sun piercing through the clouds, refracted into a dazzling halo like flames.

A powerful emotion surged within her, transforming into the most sincere vow.

"I want to be my boss's bodyguard for life! I'll protect him with my life!"

Upon hearing this, Raven chuckled softly, with a hint of mockery and understanding: "It's not your turn."

"Huh?" Jamie looked at her in confusion.

"There are already many people ahead of you in line."

Cammy paused for a moment, then looked at the other companions around the figure in front of her. She seemed to understand something, and a blush crept onto her face, but her eyes became even more determined.

In any case, she found a direction worth being loyal to and a "home" worth protecting.

However, Raven didn't stop there; she pointed to the 12 beautiful girls lying on the somersault cloud.

"They will be your rivals too!"

"what?"

……

The Vega Guard, consisting of twelve girls in blue, along with their captain Cammy, were originally "vessels" carefully cultivated by Vega, the mastermind behind the Street Fighter world.

Vega's immense spiritual power, enough to distort reality, requires a sufficiently strong physical body to withstand. He expended countless resources, pouring his heart and soul into these thirteen exceptionally talented girls, all to ultimately select the most perfect one as the vessel for his "possession" to achieve immortality.

However, plans cannot keep up with changes.

When Vega's gaze fell upon another crossroads of fate—Ryu, the true protagonist of the Street Fighter series—he was pleasantly surprised to discover that the potential of this fighter, who constantly pushed his limits in battle, and his compatibility with the power of wave energy, far surpassed that of his carefully trained personal guard.

Vega did not hesitate to abandon his long-planned bodyguard program and instead devoted all his energy to the global manhunt for Ron.

But who is Long?

He is the protagonist destined to become stronger when facing stronger opponents!

He's an unkillable cockroach... no, he's a martial artist who gets stronger with each setback.

Amidst the pursuit and training across the world, he not only did not succumb, but also comprehended a more profound power—the power of nothingness—on the brink of life and death time and time again.

Ultimately, he merged the "power of nothingness" with his own violent "wave of killing intent" to create an unprecedented ultimate finishing move - the Vacuum Wave Fist!

Thus, Master Ryu was officially born, stepping into a new realm in the world of combat sports.

Such a top fighter with almost limitless growth potential naturally attracts "bees and butterflies" from all over the world, just like the sweetest honey.

The most combative Saiyan, Goku, was the first to sense the aura of the "strongest." Soon after, iconic figures from the King of Fighters universe—Iori Yagami, who wields blue flames, Kyo Kusanagi, who rides crimson flames—along with many other fighters eager to clash with the strong, also followed the trail.

On a vast, open field, the atmosphere was as lively as a grand gathering.

"You can throw a shot, and so can I!"

Little Goku excitedly got into a fighting stance, his tail wagging happily behind him: "Let's have a contest and see whose 'wave' is stronger!"

Faced with so many powerful opponents he had never seen before, Ryu's heart was filled with the pure joy of a warrior.

Without hesitation, he fully activated the energy within his body, and a dazzling blue energy ball condensed between his palms—it was the Hadouken technique that he had only recently mastered and was not yet fully proficient in!
"Aduge!"

A massive energy wave roared towards Little Goku.

"Little Wukong is bullying people!"

"Couldn't you be a little gentler?"

"Little Wukong knows what he's doing, don't worry."

……

Kyo Kusanagi, Benimaru Nikaido, and the others simply set out beer and peanuts on the side, watching with great interest.

Ralf, Clark, and other members of the Ikari Warriors, eager for chaos, clapped and cheered while shouting through a megaphone, "Goku! Go easy on him! Give the master some face!"

Sure enough, facing Ryu's all-out attack, Goku simply tilted his head curiously, casually pushed forward with one hand, and a white shockwave, much smaller in diameter but incredibly condensed, rushed out to meet it.

boom--!
Unsurprisingly, the blue Vacuum Wave Fist disintegrated the moment it came into contact with the white shockwave, and Ryu himself was sent flying into the air by the residual impact, tracing a beautiful parabola.

Little Goku realized that Ryu's "wave" was still in its infancy, so he immediately suppressed his aura, even putting one hand behind his back, and revealed an innocent yet fiercely fighting smile on his face: "Come on! This time I'll fight you with one hand!"

"You...you look down on people!"

Long got up from the ground, not discouraged at all, but feeling his blood boiling.

He initially underestimated this short "kid," but he never expected the other party to be so unfathomably strong!

"Come and fight--!!!"

Long roared excitedly to the sky, striking his most classic starting stance, his eyes burning with determination, "I'm going to beat you to a pulp today!"

……

"Disciple, in this universe... does another 'me' truly exist?"

Mai Shiranui affectionately linked arms with Wen Ming as they strolled along the street, which was filled with the faint scent of cherry blossoms. Their mood was as bright as the spring sunshine.

The familiar buildings and atmosphere around her made her feel very welcome, as if she had returned to her home in the world of "The King of Fighters".

But what she cared about more at this moment was that it was rare for her and Wen Ming to be alone together.

Even Sakazaki Yuri, who usually clung to Wenming and made her a little jealous, wasn't around, making this the perfect time for a date.

"Your figure did appear in the game Street Fighter VI, so there must be another Mai Shiranui in this universe."

While patiently explaining, Wen Ming checked the street signs, trying to find the location of the Shiranui-ryu Martial Arts Hall. Since they weren't sure if the address of the Shiranui-ryu Martial Arts Hall in this world was the same as in the King of Fighters universe, the two could only admire the street scene and slowly ask for directions.

Fortunately, Wen Ming wasn't in a hurry; he treated it as a leisurely stroll with Mai Shiranui.

Mai Shiranui was naturally even happier to slow down the journey. She gently shook Wen Ming's arm, hiding him in her valley, and asked with a hint of coquettishness, "This time... you're not planning to use the 'apprenticeship' method again to get close to 'me' in this world, are you?"

"What, are you jealous?"

Wen Ming stopped and looked down at the beautiful female ninja beside him, a knowing smile in his eyes.

Mai Shiranui's cheeks instantly flushed red, like blooming cherry blossoms.

She turned her head slightly, her voice barely audible, yet carrying an undeniable possessiveness: "I...I want to be your only master."

Wen Ming smiled inwardly, leaned close to her sensitive ear, his warm breath brushing against her, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Don't worry, in my heart, you will always be my only master, and no one can replace your place in my heart."

This heartfelt and direct confession made Mai Shiranui's body go weak instantly. She let out a soft moan and almost completely nestled into Wen Ming's strong embrace, her breath sweet as orchids: "Disciple... let's... let's find a quiet place where no one is around... and watch the cherry blossoms together."

"No matter how beautiful the cherry blossoms are, they can't compare to even a fraction of your beauty."

Wen Ming readily agreed, naturally putting his arm around her slender yet supple waist and guiding her toward a less traveled path.

The two whispered sweet nothings to each other, their affection overflowing, and the air around them seemed to grow sweeter; their love was about to reach its climax...

"dance?!"

A startled and confused male voice suddenly came from not far away, like cold water poured on hot oil: "Who is he?"

Mai Shiranui's delicate body suddenly stiffened, and she turned around to look.

A handsome young man with long blond hair was standing a few steps away, looking at them with disbelief.

Mai Shiranui immediately recognized who this person was.

"Andy."

……

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